One of the most upbeat people I know—and a giant human-magnet in any room because of it—Phil Gerbyshak has tagged me in the “8 random things about me” meme. Here goes:
- I’ve been vegetarian for 23 years.
- I’m left-handed.
- In high school I traveled the U.S. and Canada in competitive Scottish Highland dancing (mum was a MacDonald).
- I’m the youngest sibling and there are almost two decades between me and my eldest sister.
- I could dance a mean Continental when I was in 4th grade. Does anyone but me remember the Continental?
- I’m embarrassingly bad at knowing my right from my left.
- I love building dry stone walls. Give me a pile of big stones and I’m happy for hours or days.
- Rod and I took six years to decide we should get married. We just celebrated 18 years together.
I’m tagging Chris Bailey, Jill Urbane, Lisa Gates, Ashley Cecil, and Leo Babauta.
Happy weekend,
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Wow Tammy, those are some great things about you I definitely didn’t know. A left-handed vegetarian who waited 6 years to get married? VERY cool!
My wife is left-handed and we waited almost 5 years to get married, and we celebrate our 5th anniversary the end of this month.
Congrats to you and Rod, and thanks for being a great tag buddy!
Fellow left-hander:
I knew there was a reason I appreciated you…
I love your blog, I love what you do, I love what you write about, I love the design of your blog, I love your logo, and I love that you tagged me.
I have bookmarked all those you’ve tagged. Something to learn here…
Phil, congrats to you and your wife, too! Thanks for your friendship, kindness and talent for connecting…I value that a lot.
Lisa, there are a lot of left-handed creatives, aren’t there? And it means a great deal to me, coming from you, to see your comments about my writing.
Thanks to both of you for dropping in!
Thanks Tammy. I value our friendship and your ability to look at things from a different perspective than I do. And for your ability to explain conflict in a non-confrontational sort of way. I’ve learned a lot from your articles, and I look forward to learning more as time goes by.
Phil, something clicked in my brain when I read your last comment and I think I’ll write a post about it…the relationship between “doing conflict” and the desire to be non-confrontational. I love it when someone reflects an idea back to me and I see something new in it as a result. Gracias, Phil!
I thought I was the only one who literally has to look at their hands to know which way is left and which way is right (tip: you’ll notice that as you look at the back of your left hand, your thumb and forefinger make a capital ‘L’).
I got tagged by Annette in Ireland a few weeks ago, which sparked this post of random things.
Unfortunately, that L thing has never worked for me…like when Rod and I were maneuvering our old stove out of the narrow kitchen door, my hands were full! But maybe if I start looking at my hands, that would help, Chris…usually I just stare off into space and try to figure it out. Hey, are you lefty too?
Indeed I am a lefty…sadly, I couldn’t pass on this trait to either of my two girls. Over the years, I’ve been assimilated into some right-handed activities. Like using scissors. Did you have have those special lefty scissors? I did, but kept losing them. Gradually, I just learned how to cut with right-handed ones. Guess there’s a task where I am now ambidextrous.
Gosh, I remember those special little lefty scissors in grade school! Now I buy the ones that work for either hand. The first day of second grade my teacher locked me in the coat closet until I promised to write with my right hand. The second day of second grade, I was in another class…I still recall my mother’s anger when I told her about the closet. But it’s better than my father’s experience in school as a little boy in Germany…the sisters in the Catholic school he attended broke all the fingers of his left hand so he’d write righty. Nice.
Wow! The things some people will do to convert kids to righties…it’s downright sad. And my heart goes out to your father. That’s barbaric.
Yikes! I’ve been tagged and I didn’t even know it! Hmmm…I’m going to have to give this one some thought. I’ll let you know when I’ve come up with eight random things